[/b]Summer, Year One in Her Reign[/b]
Arcane words had reached Her from Lent City in the kingdom of C'tis. Albert had landed in the port below the Tel City of Lent. His words had been shrill and difficult to discern. He spoke of a sprawling city on top of a hill full of caves and tombs. In the city itself was a great temple outside wich stood an army of chained beings fed with baskets of rotting flesh. Ghouls not unlike the Ghoul Guardians of the Ruined Keep. Atop the great temple stood a being of Shadow and Flame. Tap, the Burning Soul, Prince of Flames, a Moloch, robed in horrible might, awaited adoration from a great procession of lizards, living and dead.
Albert claimed 340 talents were collected in the city monthly. That would soon diminish.
Witterich did well. He and Thorismund defeated the Wolf tribes and their shaman, but Her Prophet seemed to have a will of his own. He had retreated from the battle. She would now have to give him new orders. Fortunately he had fled towards the capital. She had plans for him there.
Hector Stark had signed the contract and was given orders to conquer Vault. He would receive aid from Totila, an Illuminated One of the Second Tier and a handful of Ghould Guardians.
Since Totila wasn't able enough a mage to keep the Ghoul Guardians in line, they had already eaten a couple of unsuspecting guards, She made Her will made manifest in the sudden fervor of the religious order of the black templars. The formidable knights would serve her better while there were not enough mages able to lead the Ghoul Guardians.
Another mecenary captain, Bulrek and his city guard was willing to work for the highest bidder. His precense would be most welcome in the Tintalaln Waste, since Witterichs armies were severely decimated.
The discovery of Jomonese troops in Windfall Range just beyond the Tintalan Waste further advocated a mercenary precense in the waste.
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Thorismund smiled. The Voice had gone. He was free at last. In the confusion of the battle he had succeeded in sneaking away. He was now on his way back to the capital and the Black Rose, his favourite tavern.
Still he had a gnawing feeling that something wasn't right. Could it be that She wanted him to go to the capital for another nasty surprise. He shuddered. Part from hangover, part from his dark thoughts.
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I set Adelbert to instill uprising.
I send Totila and Hector west to Vault with a handful of Ghoul Guardians
Thorismund is returned home.
I place a bid for Bulrek and recruit a 2nd tier member and two black templars.
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